*i cannot always be happy for you*

miss mary mac mac mac
all dressed in black black black
with silver buttons buttons buttons
all down her back back back

she asked her mother mother mother
for fifty cents cents cents
to see the elephants elephants elephants
jump over the fence fence fence
they jumped so high high high
they reached the sky sky sky
and never came back back back
till the fourth of july lie lie liar

i'm sorry that i'm getting chubby
and i cannot always be happy for you
and i'm not some lame sorority queen
taking you home to meet my daddy
you collect yr trustfund baby
and i'll be a whore
and we'll pretend we're just the same
but i know i know i know i know that
i, i am hiding
the you i show to you is just a lie
you take what you want, you got what you take
you take what you want, you are what you hate
but i got something man, that yr fucking cannot buy
you never know what it's like to be alive
i could scream my truth, if i wanted
right through yr lies
but yr baseball bats words, razermouth
carve yr initials bloody in my thighs